"When I was ten years old, I first found that my amazing luck was not obtained out of thin air. From then on, I understood... Go to his mother's guilt, go to his mother's luck, go to his mother's self-blame..." Hannibal murmured and quickly walked through the twisty maze, stopping from time to time, and always finding some strange things from the dark corners that are difficult to find. There are few people here, and the things found are almost all antiques from ten thousand years ago...

"...Stop talking, aren't you just not able to find a girl?" Caesar followed Hannibal, and the full man said sarcastically without knowing that the hungry man was hungry, "I said you can go and have a good time. You are very popular among the male clergy and the Holy One of the Pope Hall."

"Go to you! I will never give up!" Hannibal turned around and roared, "I want perfect love!"

"It's not an obstacle..." Caesar spread his hands, "You can go and have a spiritual foundation with Hideyoshi. It doesn't matter if you love a boy... If you want to do that kind of thing, you are rich, handsome, powerful and powerful. If you want to get a marriage and let the Holy See arrange it, you are still afraid that there will be no girls? If it really doesn't work, you can go for a prostitution, spend some money, spend some..."

"Hey, you said this, it makes sense... nothing!" Hannibal was hysterical, "I always feel that something is wrong!"

"Young man, when you find that your dreams are going to succumb to the cruel reality one day, you will understand that you have missed a lot in the past years..." Caesar said calmly, "So, enjoying timely, separation of spirit and flesh, spiritual love and reality can be completely separated for you..."

"Divid your sister!" Hannibal cursed with a finger. "Why don't you go to divide it!"

How do you know I have no choice? Caesar looked up and looked far away.

——Font the loli, hug the royal sister, and the big plan to cultivate yourself.

Hannibal held a cold iron pickaxe and dug a few times somewhere. In Caesar's unusual eyes, he pulled out a crown of the dwarf lord, and muttered: "This cloud-patterned beast mark... Well, the city lord from the Dongfeng clan, so he would have his finger and beast reins nearby. Well, here, it's indeed the city lord's utensil. It's not rotten yet, tsk tsk..."

"... I just said that the dwarfs are here to pick up rags, but I think it is you who pick up rags, right?" Caesar shook his head.

"That's it." Hannibal smiled proudly, without the awareness of tomb robbers. "What ancient ruins, what ancient tomb ruins, I'm hitting me, I have to clean it up - and I don't have overtime pay for work this time, so it's really a mistake not to make some extra money. It's not that I boasted that if it was a maze or an ancient tomb of the mechanism, my cracking efficiency was comparable to that of the eighth-level master-level assassin!"

...Cracking your sister, how is it called cracking? Just follow your intuition!

Caesar whispered a few words, but he had to sigh that Hannibal's strong luck was indeed the sharpest tool. This maze of twists and turns can make people's eyes blur, and I'm afraid the most outstanding assassin would scratch his head for a while when he came here. Unexpectedly, Hannibal walked blindly with his eyes closed, and even picked up good things everywhere...

"Look, the Glazed Flame Battle Axe of the Han Iron Clan has become rich." Hannibal pulled out a dark and unknown weapon from the stone. The supreme holy spirit of the world burned the dirt accumulated for thousands of years, "Hahaha, antique goods!"

Caesar glanced at it and said that in terms of weapons, the Saint Seiya, as a weapon master, had a greater say: "...This is not a high-quality magic weapon. Besides, it has not been maintained for ten thousand years. Whether it is material or enchantment, it is almost rusted. The gold and jade are outside, and the fragile scatters are among them. Only the forging technology is pretty impressive. The dwarf really has two tricks."

"What do you know?" Hannibal rolled his eyes. "This is an important cultural relic in the period of the Hundred Races civilization. It has a very high historical value. It is also a super antique with a sky-high price when sold. But then again, such weapons that were worthy of praise from ten thousand years ago are only meaningless history."

Hannibal looked very happy when he received the dwarf tomahawk in his portable space: "Come on, let's look for it together, maybe we can find dwarf firearms and dwarf helicopters ten thousand years ago. The Holy Book Department collects documents and classics snatched from various tribes during the Battle of Hegemony. I think the dwarfs had already begun to contact steam kinetic energy at that time."

"Steam kinetic energy?" A strange color flashed in Caesar's eyes, "Are you talking about the power generated by the expansion of a large amount of water vapor?"

"...Are you really a savage?" Hannibal was startled.

"No, when she was a child, Lan occasionally found boiling water vapor and pushed up the lid of the kettle and asked me what was going on." Caesar smiled, "and then she thought she would have thought that if water was put in a more closed container, heated and boiled, leaving a hole, could it be created even more power-it was really made, just a small toy."

"Thinking about that time, life was much simpler than now..." Caesar's eyes showed nostalgic expression, and then noticed Hannibal's stunned look... The barbarian was not stupid, and suddenly thought of the dwarf's steam kinetic energy. The king touched his chin, "... Then, that, what, did I ignore something at that time?"

"You have ignored a future... Alas, forget it, then again, the Pope and I have also killed a future." Hannibal shook his head, "The mainstream of mainland technology today is magic technology, which generates power by changing the characteristics of magic and elements. This technology that purely uses physical changes to complete energy conversion is completely another technology tree... About a few months ago, we discovered that someone in the south is promoting his steam engine. I have to admit that although this machine that uses combustion and heating to generate water vapor power is extremely crude, and its energy utilization efficiency and practicality are far inferior to magic weapons and magic weapons, but..."

"If there is no magic in the world, then this will be a certain future." Caesar understood, "It seems that you have secretly controlled the guy who invented the steam engine... Are you afraid that this will trigger a change in internal consumption of human beings?"

"Change is inevitable, and the conflict between the old and new is inevitable. The battle of the lunar eclipse is imminent, and any unnecessary internal friction will be extinguished. Only this cannot be compromised." Hannibal nodded without any concealment, "Who has given this world a hell, and who has given this continent a holy land."

Caesar thought for a while: "...you don't want it, then give it to the North."

"I didn't say no!" Hannibal opened his eyes wide, "Besides, what are you going to do?"

"I said before that the barbarians hate magic and complex machinery. The barbarians who advocate strength and courage cannot understand how the small magic seals and the flow of nothingness can achieve the power to destroy the world... But the north needs to change, and if it remains unchanged, they will die, so I want to prepare for a few more futures." The spirit in Caesar's eyes became brighter and brighter, "I think if the barbarians can see the movement of the force arms, the injection of steam, the rotation of the bearings, and the reciprocating of the springs with their own eyes..."

"...You said, the barbarians also hate complex machinery." Hannibal said weakly.

"Then it will be simpler, more crazier, more heavy, and more huge!" Caesar waved his arms.

"...Can you change anything by doing that?" Hannibal felt a little dizzy, "and developing this will inevitably lead to the diversion of valuable talents. If you want to prosper the North and prepare for war, it is a waste of resources."

"It's okay. I think the dwarves are dormant in the underground world for thousands of years. The so-called steam technology should develop. Go there when you have time." Caesar smiled, "Learning is always faster than building a car behind closed doors... We don't have anything, just borrow someone else's."

"You'd better make a detailed plan and have your staff give a feasibility assessment report, be cautious." Hannibal pondered, "If you agree that it's feasible and can grab technology from the dwarves that can be used quickly..."

"It's a loan! Can the savages be called robbed?" Caesar rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, I'll write a letter when I go back tonight!"

Just chatting like this, the two continued to advance deep into the ground. According to Hannibal, this place was originally the ruins of a mountain fortress of the dwarves. The interlaced mountain belly defense line was captured inch by the Paladin of the Silver Hand. The guards and shield guards could not stop the Paladin's dense and deadly battle formation advancement. The Fire Lord's Fire Talent was dispelled by the judgment aura. The bear cavalry's double-edged spear was damaged by the Knight of Light. The oxhorn corridor, as the main battlefield, was even blown up by the magic of the United War. The dwarf army that could not dodge was buried - and the battle at the cost of blood and steel could only be recalled from Hannibal's narrative, which is really regrettable.

——Although from the perspective of a third party, the dwarves at that time were indeed innocent, but there was nothing to say about the race.

"This may be the reason why the Silver Hand buried all the dwarf bones that could be found?" Caesar shook his head.

"Of course, no matter what name it is, killing is killing. You have to do something to calm your mind." Hannibal also smiled, "In a way, our Holy See is indeed hypocritical and very good at self-comfort."

"But this caters to the spiritual habits of ordinary people." Caesar shrugged, "so you are the ones who dominate the Middle Earth."

"Probably," Hannibal whispered, "No matter what - may the Holy Light shine on each of us."

The gentle footsteps came to an abrupt end. The King of Heaven and the Consul of Light raised their heads and looked at the long stairs and the hideous bear mouth on the stairs. The rock carved into the head of a giant bear, and the wide open bear's mouth was a huge portal.

"Go to... the main body of the cemetery, the burial place of the last dignity of the dwarves." Hannibal whispered, "This is the rock temple of the dwarves. The only place that has not been flattened by the Huang Rihui Spear is also a sealed tomb."

Caesar didn't say anything - because in the accompanying space connected to his spirit, the wrath of the Thunder King, flowing with purple and golden magic patterns, was quietly floating in the darkness, and as the purple light bloomed, it made a heart-pounding low sound.

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